I try and write the way things happen. I don't try and fulfill people's wishes.
quote by Harvey Pekar
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Blue Lit Clouds
How my mind travels
And longs to be among the stars,
With the blue lit clouds
Surrounding me,
As I listen to all the wishes
That has been wished upon each star,
And only hope that they may be fulfilled,
Because everyone deserves fulfillment
Within their lives
To reassure themselves
That there is still hope to be sought,
And there is still time
That their wish can be fulfilled,
But not because of some higher power,
But simply because
They believe it can happen
And they have found
The strength to believe
In themselves and with that strength
Were able to fulfill their wish
On their own and on their own doing,
Because they now know in order
To fulfill themselves,
All they have to do is
Fulfill their wish,
Which they wished upon a star
One night when everything
Seemed less than they wanted,
When they realised
They can be more than they were then,
And after this sudden revelation
They wished,
They wish upon a star.
Which is why my mind travels
And longs to be among the stars
Because each star, to me,
Represents all the dreams and wishes
Of all the people on Earth,
And it fulfills my wish,
Which I wished long ago
On a star high in the blue lit sky
That I may never be alone.
poem by Music Galore
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There are people who make things happen, there are people who watch things happen, and there are people who wonder what happened. To be successful, you need to be a person who makes things happen.
James Lovell in speech to Girl Scouts in DuPage County, Illinois, 1997
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The child inside of me
This child inside of me.
Is lost scared and alone.
She is hurt and abused.
She must not tell.
Bad things will happen if she did.
So She kept stum.
Never did tell a soul.
Not untill it was over
Then the next lot
Would begin
By a new person.
The child inside of me
She never could tell.
Bad things would happen.
People would think
It was her fualt.
The child inside of me is lost
She is hurt angry and afraid.
Shes been to hell and back
And only spoke
When it was too late.
Now in adult form
She wishes
Shed spoke
She wishes she didnt keep quiet
And spoke the first time
And didnt let it go on
She is to blame
It was my fault
I should of spoke
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Strange Things Happen
She believes in god
And karma too
Paranormal powers
You know some people do
Got scorpio risin
Uh huh
Tell you whats in your stars
She was down in rio
Turn the heads of state
Got em into makin
This planet a better place
On copacabana
Uh huh
Oh yeah she radiate better go meditate
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Met a pshycic reader
With a crystal ball
Had a vision
Said we could have it all
I caught her gazin
Uh huh
At our destiny cosmically
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
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song performed by by Beach Boys
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Write the bad things that are done to you in sand, but write the good things that happen to you on a piece of marble.
With Wishes To Fulfill Individual Greeds
I wouldn't want to be a pharaoh.
Not today.
Not at these prices to pay.
People uniting,
With wishes to fulfill individual greeds.
A taste of variety,
Has once peaceful places...
Feeding this as possibilities.
No one is satisfied to follow a leader.
Not one who has fed...
With a flaunting done,
And a parading around...
While enforcing others to beg!
Oh no!
Those times are being ushered to go!
I wouldn't want to be a pharaoh.
Not today.
Not at these prices to pay.
People uniting,
With wishes to fulfill individual greeds.
A taste of variety,
Has once peaceful places...
Feeding this as possibilities.
Oh no!
Those times are being ushered to go!
Although no one can keep visions like this...
Wished with demands,
To live in splendor when money is at hand.
Or...
Had been.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Could Only Happen To Me
Everywhere I go strange things happen to me,
little adventures you might call them.
Some are funny, but none of them sad,
most makes you step back
and wonder what is going on.
Everyone prompts me to write something
whether it is a story or a poem.
When I first met my brother many years ago, I stayed with an Aunt. As we pulled up outside her home we were shocked to see
what we had thought to be a friend of ours,
but in reality, it was a cousin.
The resemblance was uncanny
that even my wife noticed it too.
Once when we went to the Isle of Wight for a weeks break
I took the wrong turn and ended up in a Carnival
with everyone waving at us.
A good way to start a holiday
getting VIP status on the first day.
However, this is not uncommon it happens wherever I go.
People only have to meet me once
after that they recognise me wherever I go.
It can get a bit embarrassing
because I normally forget their name,
but they always know mine.
The reason for it is something I will never know,
but I have a saying for it,
it could only happen to me.
How many people do you know
could get rained on, on a clear and sunny day?
I know one needless to say
it could only happen to me
and usually does.
poem by David Harris
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Long Ago, Far Away
by Bob Dylan
To preach of peace and brotherhood,
Oh, what might be the cost!
A man he did it long ago
And they hung him on a cross.
Long ago, far away;
These things don't happen
No more, nowadays.
The chains of slaves
They dragged the ground
With heads and hearts hung low.
But it was during Lincoln's time
And it was long ago.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays.
The war guns they went off wild,
The whole world bled its blood.
Men's bodies floated on the edge
Of oceans made of mud.
Long ago, far away;
Those kind of things don't happen
No more, nowadays.
One man had much money,
One man had not enough to eat,
One man lived just like a king,
The other man begged on the street.
Long ago, far away;
These things don't happen
No more, nowadays.
One man died of a knife so sharp,
One man died from the bullet of a gun,
One man died of a broken heart
To see the lynchin' of his son.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays.
Gladiators killed themselves,
It was during the Roman times.
People cheered with bloodshot grins
As eye and minds went blind.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays.
And to talk of peace and brotherhood,
Oh, what might be the cost!
A man he did it long ago
And they hung him on a cross.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays, do they?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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It Is All In The Lines Of Your Palms
things and events all come to you
telling you that they are ready
to fulfill your destiny, and so just wait
the floors will come to make your feet feel
that there is a foundation for your success
the stars no matter how silent shall give a hint
where to go, what to do, and when all these shall
completely happen, and so be calm
keep waiting, things and events come
and unfold before you, like a scene of a movie
nothing shall be planned, things shall be done.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When Judgement Comes
Bad things happen to bad people
and bad things happen to good people.
They say only the good die young
but in driven droves the bad die young
also except when the bad die young
usually nobody notices and or nobody cares.
When bad things happen to good people
usually friends neighbours relatives people
will willingly come flock to their aid
but for the hand mind which chose evil paid
reality check is alarm wake up call delayed
death judgement waits for every soul rewards...
are made paid
according to choices
choices greedy good
or evil before the spade
all are weighed measured
in judgement of soul lost saved?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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There are three kinds of people; those that make things happen, those that watch things happen and those who don't know what's happening.
Outrageous
My situation never changes - or very little
My little world -- my little world--is due for a shakeup
Or a shakedown would be acceptable
And I cant understand--cant understand
Why people think Im so respectable
I believe, I believe, I believe
Outrageous, outrageous, outrageous
Outrageous things are gonna happen to me
Theyre gonna happen to the other side
Theyre gonna happen to somebody
Its gonna happen to the kids to the people next door
And it really isnt funny
And I said my situation never changes
But Im not too sure
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That somethings gonna happen real soon (something scary)
I know, I know, I know
Outrageous, outrageous, outrageous
Outrageous things are gonna happen to me
Theyre gonna happen to me.
Everywhere I go--outrageous
Everything I see
Everytime I talk--outrageous
Im gettin into trouble
Open my big mouth--outrageous
Words keep fallin out
Open my big mouth--outrageous
Now Im in trouble
I believe, I believe, I believe
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Some people make things happen, some watch things happen, while others wonder what has happened.
Ginuwine 4 UR Mind
*Chorus*
I'm gonna make it happen
Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind x3
I'm gonna make it happen
Ginuwine one time
I wanted to tell you how I feel
So you can know the real deal
I want me a lady
So I can carry on cuz my love is strong
Run deeper than the water's deep
Tell me baby can you get with me
I'm lookin' for someone whose down
to have my back and always stay around
*Chorus*
(It's Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind)
(Can you feel me)
(I'm gonna make it happen every time)
Come with me coz I'm scoping you
Only I can do the things I do
Fill you up until you say when
I'll take you round the world
And we'll go back again
I'm feelin' big cuz I've got much to give
I satisfy cuz that's the way I live
You're dealin with a real man
And only things can do the things I can
*Chorus*
(Ginuwine)
(You)
(Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind)
*Bridge*
Give me just 1 chance
I'll fulfill your needs
I'm just a real 'G'
Can you get with me
song performed by by Ginuwine from The Bachelor
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Longings
How many dreams really come true?
Not too many I'm sure.
You can probably count them on one hand
and not one finger more.
Seems like the ones you wish for so hard
are never in your sight.
You can wish in the morning and in the noon
and while in bed at night.
And you wake up knowing they can't occur
and that they're all in vain.
You think you'd wise up from all of this
but still the wishes remain.
It's time to stop wishing the impossible.
It's time to face the fact.
If you need someone else to fulfill your wishes
you're on the wrong track.
You need to stop hoping for the impossible
and get on with what you've got.
Shut the lights on those wishes
and let your stomach unknot.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Reality
The lights are on but you're not home
You've drifted off somewhere alone
Somewhere that's safe, no questions here
A quite place to hide from your fears
Sometimes when your out of rope
The way to climb back up is unclear
The walls you build around yourself
I guess they keep you here
Are you afraid of what they think?
Whoever "they" happen to be
Or are you hiding from the scars of your own reality?
So you sedate and drown in vain
You've got a pill for everyday
A suit and tie to mask the truth
It's ugly head is starting to show through
Sometimes when your out of rope
The way to climb back up is unclear
The walls you build around yourself
I guess they keep you here
Are you afraid of what they think?
Whoever "they" happen to be
Or are you hiding from the scars of your own reality?
The monster you're feeding, your lack of perception
The things that you do to fulfill addictions
The light at the end of your tunnel is closing
What is it that your so afraid of exposing
You'd give it all up for what there for the taking
Whatever it takes to keep your hands from shaking
The same things you're thinking might make you feel better
The same things that probably got you here
Sometimes when your out of rope
The way to climb back up is unclear
The walls you build around yourself
I guess they keep you here
Are you afraid of what they think?
Whoever "they" happen to be
Or are you hiding from the scars of your own reality?
The monster you're feeding, your lack of perception
The things that you do to fulfill addictions
The light at the end of your tunnel is closing
What is it that your so afraid of exposing
You'd give it all up for what there for the taking
Whatever it takes to keep your hands from shaking
The same things you're thinking might make you feel better
The same things that probably got you here
song performed by by Staind
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Guess Things Happen That Way
(johnny cash)
Well, you ask me if Ill forget my baby
I guess I will some day
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
You ask me if Ill get along
I guess I will some way
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own
Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
You ask me if Ill miss her kisses
I guess I will every day
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
You ask me if Ill find another
I dont know, I cant say
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Are persons people?
and he says
you don’t write poetry to please people, you know
that’s with a comma after people
you write poems to please you
with shock lines like I still treasure
our first condom oh my love
to show that you’re cool and hip
but she says why write poems at all
if they don’t please people
men have such egos I suppose
it’s because they can’t have babies
but who are people anyway, how
many persons make a people or
how few persons and are they
a random mix or is there like
a recipe, some of this lot some of that
he says people who know about these things
like poetry but how do you know
which are the people who know
I’m not sure I know he knows for a start
and she says well ordinary people
so what then do you slide up
to a bus queue when there’s no
bus in sight and say look you’re
ordinary people I’ve been looking for you
yeah watch them give you a nasty look
and skedaddle pretending they remembered
they were due some place else
I’m beginning to wonder if people really exist
I mean as such but I’ll have to stop there
my PC says it’s run out of virtual memory
that’s another thing I don’t understand
maybe people are just a virtual memory too
I’m beginning to wonder if anyone knows
what *people* should think about poetry
maybe they should just write it throw it away
see who picks it up and not never nohow talk about
other *people’s* poetry
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Poetry?
what is poetry
a bunch rhymes
or just simple words on paper because you have to much time
poetry to me isnt all about rhyming
poetry to me is a way to get out emotions or things that happen in the past your to scared to say so instead you write about it. poetry can be sweet, bad, naughty, nice poetry is how your feeling poetry takes on the tone of voice your to scared to explain. poetry is that voice deep down inside that voice that takes over when your typing or writng. to me people are poetry people are the voice, people are the future, but poetry is the key that on locks us all. to stand up and use that voice that we write with when were writng poetry.
poem by Jerrell Frazier
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